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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Fire Punching

I would not describe myself as a reckless person. I am however, someone who constantly flirts with the line between impulsive and practical.

Earlier this month I went camping with my best friends. Perhaps the only thing that can focus me more than moving Christmas lights is a campfire. I do not remember the conversation my friends were having, but I do know that I had not participated in it for about fifteen minutes due to the fire Eagle Scout Frim had built. Suddenly I stood up and did this.

Fire punching.

In my mind the log was about to break, so I decided I would help it. Realistically this was insane. Naturally I tried it again. Repeatedly. With my best friends.

Fire punching scars. A messy room.

Anyways we punched fire. We punched a whole bunch of fire.